Friday, March 15, 2013

Love...too difficult to scout and too busy to note!

OK... I am going to start with
the same old line....

It's been a long since I blogged…. :-)

Life suddenly seems to have
become extremely busy and rather tedious. As usual, managing 5 yr old set of
Twins pretty much occupies my patience, time, energy, efforts and more
importantly my entire being. And to top it up, I am assigned with an extra task
of hunting a new home that we soon plan to buy and move in. Although I love
doing whatever it takes to fetch me that golden catch (the home of my dreams)
it does keep me on my toes almost all the day. Consistent browsing of the
property sites, listing out and then comparing various properties as per our
prerequisites and budget and not to mention the innumerable phone calls to
agents, brokers, builders to set up appointments for the visit, really has
turned me into pretty much a nerd actually.

Amidst this entire hustle bustle, managing to find
some me-time is actually a never ending challenge. Nurturing a hobby, taking a
stroll by the park, going swimming, or even an elaborate and soothing shower
are few among the many luxuries I really look forward to. Sometimes, although
it may sound cliché, I wonder if it’s really that difficult to live a life I am
currently living! How did our mothers and grandmothers survived more than one
motherhoods without compromising much on their sanity, patience and an undying
enthusiasm to manage their jobs, kids and the kitchen. So what, if they
weren’t upset about their cushions not being up right and tight at all times,
didn’t even notice that the toys (whatever little there were) were scattered
around the house and remained pretty much the entire day and sometimes
overnight, didn’t realise the importance of spending quality time with the kids
reading stories or just having some meaningful conversations, didn’t feel the
need to adjust those every (or most) evening visits to the park in an already
busy schedule, didn’t bother about bringing in the variations in the menu each
day, didn’t need to haggle around the house helps (mostly because there were
none…) or worry about making some creative and exciting weekend plans! But hey!
What the heck? All that mattered then was their husbands and in-laws being
happy about the delicious meals that were being cooked, kids were gladly
allowed to blow their noses in the ‘pallu’ of their sarees and most
interestingly their willingness to live and operate out of the secure walls of
the joint families more out of love and passion than compulsion. They certainly
didn’t have to rely on some social gatherings like kitty parties to vent out
their emotions and relieve their thoughts especially when there were other
ladies in the house not just to share the mundane routine and day-to-day chores
but also to share the feelings, joys, happiness and most significantly the
sorrows!

Families have scattered. The
concept of nuclear living has taken over the modern and so called sophisticated
life. The thought of sharing the home with someone as close as your own in-laws
feels and looks like a challenge. I guess some of the disadvantages of
modernised and civilised living…! Well, I can’t expect myself to have a life
that my grandmother did…I rather enjoy some perks that she didn't.

And in this busy and gutsy
world, we have unknowingly let go some of the basic virtues of our being like
the joy of giving, kindness, empathy, love! Just a day back, one of my Facebook
friends wrote a wonderful note on Kindness. She is a great writer and I truly
appreciate a certain sense in her writing that keeps her readers glued. She
wrote about how little acts of kindness create a remarkable influence of our
lives, in some or the other way. Her note made me wonder how much we have
compromised to be in the space we are currently in. When my kids greet our
neighbours in the lobby or in the lift, I feel so ridiculously proud of them.
Such incidents compel me to value and respect the depth of relationship my
parents and our then neighbours shared when me and my siblings spent the better
part of our days at their home rushing to our own home only for those short
lunch breaks which we would readily give up if opportunities struck. When
my daughter today gifted one of her most beloved, recently bought toy ball to
her friend at the park just because she was moving abroad, I felt very thrilled
about her generosity. But what about those countless occasions when I, as
a child, have done something similar and shared things that were dear to me,
with my friends back then! No one even realised that it’s something worth
noting. Yes, the world is, indeed, changing and whatever repercussions it may
have on our lives, one thing for sure is that we have learnt to value the
things that were once taken for granted. And I believe, that’s not too bad as
it sounds.

And on that note, I am so glad
that I could finally manage to do what I love doing the most. Blogging. If
nothing else, it better be a hard kick on my butt to ensure that I find some
time to do what I really enjoy.

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